Thursday, July 12, 2012

just facebook...

facebook has been
both wonderful
and crappy
all at the same time...
we all know the great parts...
finding old friends...
i think it's a way for people to
still connect with my dad through his page...
it was what brought hk back into my life
and for that
mr zuckerberg
i will forever be in your debt...
and let's not forget the pictures...
oh the pictures we see...
but lately
facebook has taken a negative turn...
for me anyway...
i don't want to get on facebook
to read how people can't support gay marriage...
that it's an abomination...
god and all that jazz...
i know -
just block those people,
delete them as friends...
it's not MY friends...
i was thrilled when i saw this
MY little country town
MY humane society
was going to be at PRIDE...
yay!!!
but then
someone has to get on there
and say something negative...
and then
two people liked it...
you can't find a better place
than a humane society's facebook page???
and then
i find myself getting mad...
thinking
and saying
mean
hateful things about these people...
people who judge me without meeting me...
and what do i do???
i judge them without meeting them...
but i do it...
i get mad...
so mad...
so rather than continuing to
go somewhere that makes me mad
that upsets me...
i'm done for a while...
there are eleventy billion other ways to stay in touch
here's 7
let's give those a shot for a while

859-221-3989

859-548-9011

jbreier24@gmail.com

jbreier@statebeautysupplylex.com

2738 ballard road
lancaster, ky 40444

big rhonda's world

big rhonda runs???

call
email
write
stop by (bring beer and your own toilet paper)
i'll try to update this blog more often
going to the dr next wed
so hopefully i'll be updating my running blog

so for now
no more facebook for big Rhonda...




Monday, May 14, 2012

just a fund raiser...

well...  i just received this email...  looks pretty serious...  i better hold a bake sale or car wash or something...  i don't have this kind of money...  any help would be appreciated...


Good day,

I want you to read this message very carefully, and keep the secret with you till further notice, You have to know who I am, where am from till I make out a space for us to see, I have being paid $150,000.00 in advance to terminate you with some reasons listed to me by my employers, its one I believe you call a friend, I have been monitoring you and following you closely for some times now and have seen that you are innocent of the accusation. Do not contact the police or FBI or CIA or any secret agency or try to send a copy of this to them or tell a friend or family or anyone, because if you do I will know, and be pushed to do what I have being paid to do, beside, this is the first time I turned out to be a betrayer in my job.

Now, listen, I will arrange for us to see face to face but before that I need the amount of $200,000.00 and you will have nothing to be afraid of. I will be coming to see you in your office or home determine wherever you wish we meet, do not set any camera to cover us or set up any tape to record our conversation, my employer is in my control now. You will need to pay $80,000.00 to the account I will provide for you, before we will set our first meeting, after you have make the first advance payment to the account, I will give you the tape that contains his request for me to terminate you, which will be enough evidence for you to take to the court (if you wish to), then the balance will be paid later.

You don't need my phone contact for now till am assured you are ready to comply good.


Lucky You.


Felix Yusupov.


Tuesday, May 1, 2012

just trying to catch a sunrise...

so i got up early this morning to go to the cemetery to watch/takes pictures of the sunrise with my friend 

well...  it was too cloudy for a sunrise...  i mean - it still happened...  but no pretty pics of pretty colors and shadows and such...  oh well....  i'll try again some other time...  i did however manage to get these...





 

my friend loyd...

 i  love that william blakeman almost always has a flag or flowers...

 but then i realized that my tree...
 
this tree...

and
this tree...

was gone...  this tree that meant, means so much to me, is now
this...

and this view
just isn't the same...

and this weed
just isn't as pretty...

so i stood there and had my moment...  yeah -  i cried...  i don't know why i did...  it totally took me by surprise...  maybe because that tree had been a focus of mine from the beginning and all of a sudden, with no warning, it was gone...  i think we all know what that feels like...

so anyway...  i had my moment and moved on...


 

 

 made my way to the back of the cemetery...  found some new friends...
i know it's kinda blurry...  they were far away...

i noticed that there was one brown/white cow in the midst of all the black/white cows...  i wonder how many times that poor little fella heard 

how now brown cow???

i bet he hated all those other cows...  so while i stood in a cemetery at 7:00 on a saturday morning, by myself, laughing like a fool, i figured i probably ought to head on home before i got myself into trouble...













Thursday, April 12, 2012

just my thursday morning...


me:  it's cold...  you want me to shut the window???

hk:  (all bundled up in bed)  no...  it's so pretty outside...

and it was so pretty outside...  a small layer of fog hanging low to the ground...  not enough to make it hard to drive but enough to make you want to stay in bed and pull the one you love just a bit closer...  a blanket of frost covering the grass and plants...  a message from mother nature that it's not quite summer and she is still in control...  i wish i had the time to stop and stand and stare...  but unfortunately, like everyone else, i'm a slave to the man...  just another example of the man trying to keep the brother down...  but i was able to snap these on the way in...  i hope you enjoy and have a beautiful day...


 






 

Friday, March 16, 2012

just st patty's day...

how do i describe what this day means to me???

5 years and probably 2 months ago
my dad and i sat at the pub and said
wouldn't it be great to spend the entire day here st patty's day
it was on a saturday
neither of us had to work
the more we talked about it the more we thought
this is actually going to happen
so my dad picked me up at 7:15 in the am to go drinking
we had no idea what we were getting ourselves into
or what we were starting
we sat at our table all day
we watched people come
and go
we watched someone come
and then go
and then come again
and then puke
and then go again
for good this time
we shared our table with complete strangers
there was no room at the inn
so we invited them to table 16
we met new friends
we sat and talked just dad and i
for hours
i heard stories that i had never heard before
my friends realized why i hang out at a bar with my dad
because he's kinda awesome
we left when they closed the place down
lights out
chairs on tables
with promises to do this again every year
the next two years we did the same
open to close
continued to meet new people
continued to hear new stories from my dad
the 4th year
3 months after being diagnosed with esophageal cancer
my dad lasted from open to about 10 that night
continued to meet new people
continued to hear new stories from my dad
the 5th year
last year
dad was too tired to make it
but i continued to meet new people
and i told dad's stories
the 6th year
this year
dad will be drinking a green beer in heaven
but i'll continue to meet new people
and i'll tell dad's stories
and i'll have a whole slew of people to celebrate with
eryca is coming in from iowa for it
it's bam bam's first st patty's day
he may be negative months old but ya gotta start somewhere
there will be more amy's than you can shake a stick at
i use that phrase
i have no idea what it means
i could probably shake a stick at them
not throw it of course
but shake - yes
it's my first st patty's day with heather
which may sound weird
but
st patty's day is like christmas, thanksgiving, easter, flag day, cinco de mayo, new year's eve and arbor day all rolled into one amazing day
it has become my favorite holiday season
not because of the green beer
i mean - it helps
it's something more than that
it's that i get to share a tradition
a tradition that started just dad and i
but i get to share it with everyone
i have been asked
won't this one be hard
won't you be sad
nope
because
every beer that is hoisted in dad's name
every time his plaque is looked at
every time his name is mentioned in a story
every time i instinctively turn to my left to say something to him
i'll be reminded
what an amazing man he was
how many lives he touched
how lucky i am to be able to call him pop
how wonderful this life is

so please
join me
and my friends
and my family
and complete strangers
and have a beer
or a shot
or a glass of water
or coffee
whatever it is
just come play with us

and if i have to tell you when and where
you haven't been paying attention
and therefore
are no longer invited

Monday, January 2, 2012

just didn't know...

if i knew
i would have stayed
i had to go
i hugged you
i'll see you tomorrow
see ya
i love you pop
i love you too mooch
if i knew
i would have stayed
i didn't know
those were the last words you would speak to me
that was the last time i would feel the warmth and safety of your amrs
if i knew
i would have stayed
but i didn't know

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

just tolkien...

i have no idea but this just popped into my head...

I sit beside the fire and think...

by J. R. R. Tolkien


I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen,
of meadow-flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been;

Of yellow leaves and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.

I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I shall ever see.

For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.

I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago,
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know.

But all the while I sit and think
of times there were before,
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door.